𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 || MɪɴCʜᴀɴ

𝔽𝔸𝕂𝔼 𝔹ℝ𝕀𝔻𝔼 𝔹𝔼ℂ𝔸𝕄𝔼 𝔽𝔸𝕂𝔼 ℙℝ𝔼𝔾ℕ𝔸ℕ𝕋.

The day has been so far awkward. It's not every day you go around fucking with your homie. But it wasn't like anything in Minho's life was normal. The boy always did the opposite of what he was supposed to do. Just like fucking his straight homie. Or getting fucked by him to be more specific. But you can't blame him, can you? It's THE Chan we are talking about. Men, Women, Animals, Insects, Aliens, no one could resist him. So couldn't Minho. He wasn't thinking straight at that moment. (See what I did there?🌚) So all he was doing was trying to avoid the older.

They also had to eat breakfast alone as everyone was already done with eating before they came. He didn't know why but all of them were asking if Minho was feeling better than before for some reason. It wasn't like he was sick or anything. So he didn't understand their concern. But every time they questioned, Anna was covering her face and grinning widely. It felt strange to him. Minho's limbing did add to their concern. They looked more worried when they saw him all exhausted barely able to walk. But Minho reassured them he was okay. While they were eating, the other members were still near them. Mama Bang was cleaning in the kitchen, Grandma and Anna were watching the TV and Jisung was lying on the couch watching his phone.

Minho suddenly felt the great need to pee so he excused himself and ran to the nearest bathroom beside the dining room.

Finally letting out the urgent piss he sighed in relief and was about to get out but felt something stuck in his throat. Something from the breakfast must have gotten stuck there. So he coughed a few times trying to get it out. But he couldn't and the action only made him feel more irritated.
So he did what came to his mind next. Opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue, he inserted his index finger inside and started poking his uvula and automatically gaged a few times before spating out what was inside his mouth. A piece of lettuce. Of course. Feeling satisfied again, he got out of the bathroom walking towards the dining table. Reaching there, he saw a bunch of worried gazes at them.

"Are you okay Unnie?" Asked Anna.

"Yeah. How many times are you guys gonna ask that question?" Minho questioned, getting a little irritated at this point.

"It's just I think we heard you puking just now. That's why I asked. Are you okay though?"

Minho got a little embarrassed from the activity he had just done. So he decided not to tell it to them. "I don't know. Maybe I have gotten an upset stomach." he lied.

"Oh. Do you want me to give you some medicines?"

"It's okay Anna. I am feeling better now. If I feel sick again I will tell you."

"Okay then. Don't hesitate to tell me." Anna said and went back to his show.

Before they were finished eating, everyone was gone from the room leaving the two males alone. Chan took the opportunity to speak with Minho. He hated awkwardness. He hated miscommunications and hesitation. He knew the younger was feeling embarrassed. So he decided to talk it out.

"Minho Can we talk?"

"Yeah. What is it?"

"Are you feeling uncomfortable around me?"

"No. Not really."

"Then why are you avoiding me?"

"I am not avoiding you. What are you talking about?" Minho said and attempting to avoid Chan again, he stood up. "I am done eating," he said and started walking towards the kitchen to keep his plate in the sink. But Chan followed after him.

"Do you..Min..Do you regret what we did today?" The older asked which made Minho stop.

"Why are you asking that?"